Heart shaped box
Thread Topic: Heart shaped box
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'He?' Collins asked, tilting her head to the side. She finished picking the glass out of his hand, and so held his last one and started again.
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"the..... Creator..." Florence said. He mimicked a flute as he curled his glass free hands. He rubbed the sides of the heart feeling the outside of the carvings.
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'Ah,' Collins said, nodding her head. After a minute or two, she managed to pick all visible glass out of Florence's hand. 'All finished. Does that feel better?'
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He bent all of his fingers before his face flew into a bright grin. He flapped his wings and mimicked the sound of a church organ playing all the notes of the treble clef as he did a small happy dance.
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Collins giggled. 'I'll take that as a yes,' she said happily.
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"thank you." Florence said. He dug into his pockets and pulled out a dog whistle, holding it out to Collins. It was a gift of gratitude. He often gave them to the researchers whenever they helped him. Though usually he'd give the researchers things like syringes they left in his room or the mouse he found in the hole in the wall.
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Collins took the whistle and turned it around in her hands. 'A.. dog whistle? Thank you!'
She looked back up at him and grinned. -
Florence clapped his hands and flapped his wings. He then started to walk away. He needed to go back to his room for the creator. Whenever the creator came back. If the creator would ever come back.
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Collins thought for a moment. 'Wait up!' she called after him, jogging to catch up. 'Can I explore around this place? Search for ghosts and the sorts?'
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"are you..... A researcher......... Or paparazzi?" Florence asked cocking his head to the side. The creator said the research facility past the 3rd floor was off limits to the paparazzi. It was for safety from what he recalled.
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'A researcher, I guess,' Collins said with a shrug. 'I just like exploring urban areas. There's supposed to be some kind of ghost or scary creature here...' she glanced up at him, then looked away.
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"the third floor....... Off limits....... To paparazzi." Florence said as he made his way back. He got to the room where he punched through the hole and stretched out his wings to full width.
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'I'm not the paparazzi, so could I go up there?'
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"sure." Florence said. He flew through the hole he'd made in the floor and paced the ground for a second before determining it was safe. Sometimes, the ground would fall so he had to be careful punching through the ground.
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Collins hurried after him and carefully climbed through the hole, landing on her feet clumsily.
(I gtg, bye?)
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